Chadvelyn, LosOcho and OchoSado: those were the three hybrid names that I came up with for my favorite reality TV couple, Chad “Ochocinco” Johnson and Evelyn Lozada. But after only six weeks of marriage, the beautiful sounds of wedded bliss and the hoopla surrounding their much anticipated reality show have been silenced by the head-butt that was heard around the world.
By now, everyone knows about the drama surrounding Chadvelyn. The Internet has been all aflutter with updates. She-said this, he-said that and we-said “WTF?” He loses his job, she files for divorce, and we all sit back to make judgments and assumptions about everything. Keep reading »
When Helen Gurley Brown passed away earlier this week at the age of 90, female journalists and writers came out en masse to laud Brown for her contributions to the sexual liberation of women and heralded her a feminist icon.
It’s true that Brown’s incredible 32-year reign at Cosmopolitan marked a sea change for women’s publications, offering a fresh, sexually liberated image of women “having it all” (which in Brown’s world meant sex, money and power). Brown wanted women to harness their femininity to get ahead, and many took to her female-forward, pro-sex message. But let’s not pretend Helen Gurley Brown’s “stiletto feminism” — to borrow a phrase from Washington Post writer Kathleen Parker — wasn’t also problematic. Keep reading »
“I so didn’t, and I so don’t care about you asking about it.”
– That is Chelsea Handler‘s response to a journalist for Marie Claire @Work asking her about the rumor — legend? slur? — that she only got her show “Chelsea Lately” because she was dating the former head of E! Want to see me become irrationally angry and start breathing fire out of my nose? Suggest Handler only got her show because she slept her way to the top. I have a torn a new asshole on many a buffoon who has dared suggest that luck, talent, hard work and savvy had nothing to do with it. Her bestselling books? Her (since-cancelled) sitcom? Her comedy tours? Her roundtable of comics — like Whitney Cummings — getting their own shows? Her ex-boyfriend’s penis must have been pretty damn magical to make all that happen. Keep reading »